He slips on his coat and out the door.
Twenty-year-old Darius makes his way to Drake’s Place, a small family-owned restaurant in Ferguson.
A senior couple seated in the corner calls his name. It’s hugs all around. They catch up before Darius heads to the back.
“Regulars,” he says with a smile.
He takes in the sight of the bustling kitchen. It’ll be a busy day but that’s the way he likes it.
He flips on the sink.
Plink! Plop! Plunk! Plates, bowls, cups, silverware disappear into soapy shallows. Water rises and steam billows, making the air hot and heavy.
His hand dives beneath the bubbly layer and retrieves a fork.
“Landing a job as a dishwasher changed my life,” Darius says.
He gives it a good scrub and plunges in for another.